Hee playde the coward cutthrote all to playne:
A beastly serpent’s harte that beaste detects,
Which, or hee fight, his sworde with bane infects.
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Well, then my death brought Cæsar no renowne,
For both I gate thereby eternall fame,
And eke his sworde to strike his friends adowne:
I slewe therewith his Labiene by name:
With Prince against my Countrey foes I came,
Was wounded yet did neuer faynt nor yeelde,